Lian Zong: I work hard but let others get ahead of me

Chapter 95 If the iceberg smiles, will it melt itself? (Please subscribe!)

The two walked a little deeper into the park and discovered that the environment of this waterside pavilion was very good.

There is an artificial lake in the center of the park. The sunlight looks like scales on the lake, slowly rising and falling with the lake.

The surrounding plane trees are dense and neat, and the overall environment can be said to be very good.

There are many aunts and uncles in this park, and there are even many people walking their dogs. Xu Zhe'an and Jiang Wanfeng are not obtrusive at all here.

——The only thing that stands out is our photographer.

"Young man, are you a pig?" An uncle who looked to be in his forties or fifty was walking a Chinese pastoral dog and looked curiously at the photographer next to Xu Zhe'an.

Uncles at this age are the most talkative. Basically, if they see anything that can be talked about, they will go up and have a few words.

"Ah pfft?" Xu Zhe'an didn't understand and was a little confused.

Jiang Wanfeng didn't seem to understand. It wasn't until the uncle said it again that he realized: "It should be the master of Up."

When Xu Zhe'an heard this explanation, he suddenly realized: "Uncle, you still know this, it's a bit trendy."

"Oh, I was a great surfer when I was young, hahaha, I always followed the trend. It seems that many of you young people are engaged in self-media, right? It's quite profitable."

Obviously, the uncle thought that the two of them were self-media types, recording life.

The two didn't explain much, after all, it wasn't important.

Xu Zhe'an chatted with his uncle all the time, while Jiang Wanfeng arranged things in a place with a nice environment.

Their main purpose today was to sketch and walk the dog. What Jiang Wanfeng had in his bag just now was a bunch of sketching tools, such as sketchbooks, watercolor brushes and other things. Xu Zhe'an couldn't understand a lot of stuff.

It has to be said that Jiang Wanfeng is indeed very versatile. He can actually draw, and he also carries these tools with him.

Logically speaking, who would bring these things to the show? It only shows that in Jiang Wanfeng's heart, art is a very indispensable part.

"Uncle, you are a bit too talkative." Xu Zhe'an chatted with the uncle for a long time, and found that the other party became more and more excited as they chatted, and he couldn't stand it any longer.

I just heard this uncle bragging so much, and Xu Zhe'an was too lazy to show off in front of a passerby, so it was very boring to watch the other person bragging.

"Oh, my wife asked me to go back. Let's talk next time." The uncle took out his phone and looked at the message, and finally stopped talking.

"Xiao Wang."

Turning his head, the uncle was about to call his pastoral dog back, and then he discovered a very happy scene.

I saw two dogs barking at each other through a gate. This pastoral dog was a bit small, about the same size as Hachiko.

The two screamed loudly, shouting at each other as they walked forward, as if they were going to kill each other.

As a result, as we walked, the gate bar reached the end and there was no obstacle in front of the two dogs.

So they stared at each other for a brief, awkward moment.

Then he walked back again and continued to curse aggressively at the gate.
Xu Zhe'an was overjoyed.

These two dogs mainly share the same momentum, right?

The exhausted Xu Zhe'an directly picked up Hachiko and placed him on the other side of the gate, next to the pastoral dog.

The two dogs stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and immediately stopped saying a word.

No, he didn’t even bark a word.

Xu Zhe'an clicked his tongue and shook his head, finding the scene in front of him very interesting.

Isn’t this the current status of the Internet?
"Don't be a coward, dog!" The dog barks again? 》

"Xu Zhe'an, what are you doing!" Jiang Wanfeng's voice came.

Xu Zhe'an stopped making trouble, picked up Hachigong, said hello to his uncle, and then took him towards Jiang Wanfeng, who had already arranged the sketching tools.

"What do you mean, you sketch while I walk the dog?" Xu Zhe asked casually, putting his hands in his pocket.

"Hey, you can sit over there holding the dog." Jiang Wanfeng had taken off his beach hat, and his long hair was blown by the breeze on the lake.

"Huh?" Xu Zhe'an was stunned, "The objects of your sketching will not be me and the dog, right?"

Jiang Wanfeng shook his head: "No, I only draw dogs, but dogs are always moving around, so I need your help to control them."

Xu Zhe'an: "."

This is so fucking boring.

"I'm sketching, very quickly." Jiang Wanfeng's eyes looked a little bit like a coquettish request, and Xu Zhe'an nodded instantly.

Damn it, this little iceberg is getting richer and richer, it’s so hard to refuse
Holding Hachigong in his arms, Xu Zhe'an sat on a stone bench, while Jiang Wanfeng stood in front of a drawing board. She was looking at the puppy while drawing a sketch.

When Jiang Wanfeng looked at the puppy from time to time, her eyes always accidentally met Xu Zhe'an's.

The two people's eyes touched each other, like a dragonfly touching the water on the lake.

There were ripples in their hearts. The summer breeze is not refreshing, but it seems not bad under the green shade, lazy and leisurely.

Jiang Wanfeng's hair was always blown by the wind. Sometimes she couldn't manage it because she was painting, so she let her hair fly.

Her focused eyes were as quiet and beautiful as the goddess Su Mei.

Jiang Wanfeng looked up at the dog again, trying to avoid eye contact with Xu Zhe'an.

His eyes moved up slightly accidentally, and Jiang Wanfeng suddenly noticed that Xu Zhe'an's eyes were a little hot.

Like a mimosa feeling the stimulation from the outside world, Jiang Wanfeng's eyes immediately retracted the moment they met Xu Zhe'an's hot eyes.

Air is the best medium at this moment, and the heat is transmitted from Xu Zhe'an's eyes to Jiang Wanfeng's face.

"I've finished the painting." On the verge of losing his mind, Jiang Wanfeng finally finished the painting in front of him and said.

"The painting is done." Xu Zhe'an let go of Hachigong and stretched: "You are still sketching, you are too slow."

"The sketching speed is about this." Jiang Wanfeng's voice was a little muffled.

"Let me take a look." Xu Zhe'an walked over and looked at the painting in front of him.

The painting is indeed very good, the outline and expression are very good.

"How many years have you been practicing painting?" Xu Zhe'an's voice was filled with wonder.

"I've been learning since I was a child." Seeing that Xu Zhe'an seemed to be a little admired, Jiang Wanfeng felt a little proud.

"That's right, but if it were me, I should be able to draw better and faster than you." Xu Zhe'an looked at the words in front of him and boasted.

Jiang Wanfeng ignored him and rolled his eyes.

"Don't believe it?" Xu Zhe'an rolled up his non-existent sleeves, "Then I'll draw one for you. You go and sit over there."

Jiang Wanfeng knew that Xu Zhe'an was definitely going to start a new life again, but for some reason he just wanted to cooperate with him.

So Jiang Wanfeng sat on the stone bench where Xu Zhe'an was sitting just now, hugged Hachigong, and waited quietly for Xu Zhe'an to finish painting.

"Look at me, I'll draw you in an instant, Hachiko, I won't draw you anymore."

Three seconds later.

"Okay." Xu Zhe'an stood up, closed the sketchbook specially, then walked over and handed it to Jiang Wanfeng.

Jiang Wanfeng: "."

Three seconds, you.

Jiang Wanfeng no longer had any expectations, so he opened his sketchbook to see what Xu Zhe'an was doing.

As soon as you open the sketchbook, you will see a mobile phone screen in selfie mode.

Jiang Wanfeng looked at himself on the phone with his big eyes and couldn't help but blink.

"Did you see it? Did you draw it instantly?" Xu Zhe'an put his hands on his hips and felt that he was awesome.

"Na na na, the characters I drew are even dynamic. It was Ma Liang who inspired me." Xu Zhe'an pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Wanfeng on the screen of his mobile phone.

Then I chose an ugly big head selfie effect.

"Hahahahahaha, cute." Xu Zhe'an looked at Jiang Wanfeng, who had a head as big as a bucket, and suddenly became happy.

"Hachi, bite him!"

Jiang Wanfeng glared at Xu Zhe'an, thought of something, and immediately patted Hachigong's butt.

Hachigong was also very smart. He immediately understood Jiang Wanfeng's words, pretended to be fierce, and rushed towards Xu Zhe'an.

For a moment, Xu Zhe'an really thought that Hachigong was going to bite him, so he was so frightened that he ran away.

"Why did you hire foreign aid? Jiang Wanfeng doesn't respect martial ethics!"

Seeing Xu Zhe'an running so far away in an instant, Jiang Wanfeng finally couldn't hold it back any longer, holding his stomach and laughing.

"I told you to tease me every day."

Jiang Wanfeng looked at Xu Zhe'an running away, squinted his eyes, and snorted softly.

The summer wind blew her hair again, and Jiang Wanfeng stretched out her slender fingers and gathered them one by one.

Turning his head, Xiao Li's camera captured the scene just now firmly into the lens.

And her smile is bright, clean and vivid.

And more and more frequently.

(End of this chapter)